MADE FOR EACH OTHER

Both mrs.rizvi and dua were in the kitchen. Mrs.rizvi being the coach and dua being the player. Mrs.rizvi was kind off training dua. Speaking of dua's skill she wasn't completely immature nor she was Gordon Ramsay in the kitchen. She was just fine.

"Yes. Now add the chicken." Mrs.rizvi said stirring the pot. As soon as she orders dua runs to get the chicken.

After few more instructions and dua running right and left. The biryani was let to cook in it's steam.

"Now we have to wait half an hour for it, to cook." mrs.rizvi said to dua as both of them exited the kitchen together.

Both of them sat on the swing in the lawn. One of the maid came with fresh lemonade for them. It was perfect to have it on a day where the temperature was just humid. Not complet hot nor cold to say.

"Dua" mrs.rizvi said taking a sip from the glass which contains lemonade and mint leaves in it.

Dua just "hmm" in response.

Mrs.rizvi smiled at her daughter-in-law as she said. "Don't get me wrong but I always wanted to ask you so many questions to you."

"Of course ammi. You can." Dua said clearing the clouds of thought that were forming in front of mr.rizvi. but deep down she was worried what she would ask cause dua won't lie. Whatever the thing may be.

"Your father. Salaam bhai. His always know for throwing parties amongst all. And honestly I didn't attend much of them... but whenever I did...I only saw you once. But your sister ayesha she was always there with her friends there. Where you not into it... or.." mrs.rizvi asked.

Dua's face was evident that she wasn't looking for a question like that. And being a quick reflex mrs.rizvi face had regret asking it.

Dua swallowed the lump in her throat and began to speak.

"It's true that I never liked all that parties... but the main reason was that ayesha and her mother they kind of didn't liked me in or my presence there." She said with a sadness laced in her voice.

"You might not know dua but the women at the party sure wanted you to make there daughter-in-law when they first saw you. At ayesha's mother's birthday party." Mrs.rizvi dua said remembering the event of that day.

smiled at her reaction.

for being social and friendly but when armaan told about her I realized all the I judge her too soon without knowing anything." Dua kept looking at mrs.rizvi as she spoke. It wasn't like she was enjoying listening ill about ayesha but armaan knows about ayesha and

from the beginning I wanted you for armman but Ahmed sahab was very convinced for ayesha. But when you got engaged to armaan

settled between them. Until mrs.rizvi spoke

not asking you out of my curiosity but I feel you

mrs.rizvi. she was wearing a simple brown dress but still was looking beautiful. Her eyes

"No. He didn't. He cheated on her. My ammi left him. But later she had cancer. She didn't wanted me to be without a father figure so she gave me to him and went." Dua said. "I always felt myself mother less. Always. I wonder if she could scold me for getting up

me cry. Let's go and have

the biryani. And everyone pleased dua for it. Rest of the day dua was busy with her mother-in-law chatting and watching dua's and armaan's wedding photo album. While armaan and mr.rizvi were busy face timing an

all were sitting in the hall after

I bought you guy's gifts from japan." Armaan said and asked one of the maids to bring back the luggage bag that they bought with them. One

bought a many Japanese

have that ginger tea. It's tasty with many flavors. You'll

his ammi a cute looking ocean blue color tea set along. He bought many

for my lovely ammi. And this fan I don't what they call it and I don't know why I

bought Many

He said breaking the seal and removing

Randoseru bags

began to play. She played it completely fine. Everyone

She returned back to her room armaan who.was sitting on the couch on his phone but who

  He just nodded.

said and got up. She watched him going through his luggage which practical had nothing. He came back with a shopping bag. It was the same bag that he had forgotten before sitting in the car.

her. Removing a jewelry